Chapter 120

Cui Yiming was stunned and couldn't help looking at Xu Wuzhou more. Those who clean up scrap metal are the lowest level disciples in each peak.

Such disciples are usually right when they see them trembling. But now the other party is accusing him.

"What are you looking at me for? Come and help me pick it up!" Xu Wuzhou said to Cui Yiming, "I don't have any public morality!"

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Not only Cui Yiming stared at Xu Wuzhou, but also other disciples of Shengfeng stared at Xu Wuzhou. In the past three days, they saw Xu Wuzhou come here to carry scrap metal, but they didn't care about an external disciple.

But now... The external disciple is teaching Cui Yiming, the internal disciple of Wufeng.

"I don't care about you!" Cui Yiming said.

Hearing what he said, he picked up the scrap iron and threw it at his feet. Staring at him, he said, "pick it up!"

All around, everyone's eyes suddenly looked at Xu Wuzhou. They didn't expect Xu Wuzhou to make such a move. The three disciples who had just been defeated hurriedly pulled Xu Wuzhou and said, "that tendon is wrong? Don't be stubborn, don't make a fool of yourself!"

Xu Wuzhou smiled at the three disciples, looked at Cui Yiming and said, "I thought you accidentally knocked it over. If you help pick it up, it's OK. But... It's still so proud. Do you think I'm your parents and can spoil you?"

Cui Yiming smiled and kicked the waste railway under his feet: "although I don't like bullying the weak, I don't have the habit of picking up junk. I'm afraid I can only trouble you to pick it up."

"You're so annoying!" Xu Wuzhou looked at Cui Yiming and said, "I didn't like you just listening to you, but I want to keep a low profile when I think I'm new here, but if you're like this, it's hard for me to keep a low profile."

"What's it like if you don't keep a low profile?" Cui Yiming suddenly felt interesting.

"Didn't you just scold Shengfeng disciples?" Xu Wuzhou said.

"Yes! I said it!" Cui Yiming said.

"The place where you are standing now is the holy peak. It's disgusting to be so arrogant and perverse in other people's territory." Xu Wuzhou looked at Cui Yiming and said that he had long forgotten his arrogance in Juntian cult.

What if you remember? Can you be the same to others as to yourself? He is a double standard scum man!

"I don't even care about their eyes. Will I care what you, an external disciple, think?"

Cui Yiming is not interested in talking to Xu Wuzhou and turns around to leave.

But Xu Wuzhou stood in front of him and said, "pick up the scrap iron and apologize to Shengfeng, so I won't stop you."

Cui Yiming was stunned and wondered what the external disciple wanted to do? Can you get him to stand out in the competition among internal disciples?

"It's none of your business here. I don't want to waste my time on you!" Cui Yiming was a little impatient, but he wouldn't attack an external disciple.

"Actually, it's really not a big deal. I just pick up things scattered on the ground, but I just don't like you very much.

Although I haven't been to Shengfeng for a long time, I can at least be regarded as a disciple of Shengfeng. I still feel the same more or less. You are a disciple of Shengfeng now. No, who are you scolding? "

Speaking of this, Xu Wuzhou paused, took out a sword, looked at Cui Yiming and said, "if you don't pick it up, don't apologize, then you can be obedient!"

The disciples of Shengfeng also frowned: what's this guy doing? Is he challenging Cui Yiming? He is an external disciple, challenging the elite of internal disciples?

Didn't he see that it was easy for Cui Yiming to win the battle with three people just now?

"Childish!" Cui Yiming sneered. He was an inner disciple. How could he fight with an outer disciple? He won't be ashamed.

Cui Yiming wanted to bypass Xu Wuzhou and leave, but the next moment, his face changed dramatically. Because a sense of sword surged out and rolled directly at him.

Cui Yiming retreated repeatedly, his face full of prudence, stared at Xu Wuzhou and said, "sword meaning?"

"Have eyesight!" Xu Wuzhou can drive his fighting skills with the intention of silencing the sword after learning the Kendo fighting skills. Instead of using the sword move, he can only use the silencing sword.

The silent sword consumes a lot as soon as it is used. If it is not used, with the help of the silent sword, his sword moves are also weak and pitiful.

Therefore, when Xu Wuzhou entered the war skills Pavilion, he first learned Kendo war skills.

Although they are all unsophisticated fighting skills, it can also be regarded as an embryonic form of his Kendo, which can not only be opened up!

"Are you just an external disciple?" Cui Yiming was stunned. How can a person who understands the meaning of sword be just an external disciple?

"There's no way. His strength is too weak. He can only become an external disciple." Xu Wuzhou threw the external disciple's token to him and replied, "you think you're like Wufeng. If you have some ability, you can enter the internal gate."

Cui Yiming looks at the token. It can't be fake. And... I saw with my own eyes that Daoxu Wuzhou cleaned up the scrap iron.

The identity of the external disciple is confirmed!

Cui Yiming has some doubts. A congenital environment with sword meaning can only be an external disciple?

"Is it an apology or a war?" the aura of Xu Wuzhou rolled, showing the strength of four veins.

"Quadruple congenital environment?" Cui Yiming said, "since you want to fight, I will suppress quadruple to fight with you."

"It's not necessary!" Xu Wuzhou said. "Shengfeng disciple is always used to winning the strong with the weak."

"..." many disciples of Shengfeng also looked at Xu Wuzhou blankly and thought what was the situation? When did Shengfeng get to the point that even those who collect scrap iron are the four innate environments to realize the meaning of the sword?

If you remember correctly, you should be the weakest external disciple.

Cui Yiming frowned and said nothing. He also wanted to see what happened to this disciple. Shengfeng, can't it be true that crouching tiger, hidden dragon?

Xu Wuzhou took the long sword in his hand, looked at the scrap iron on the cart, and thought whether he wanted to act. Destroy more weapons and turn them into scrap metal?

When thinking about these, Cui Yiming's martial intention swept towards him. His martial intention was like the wind and sounded like the cold winter.

Xu Wuzhou stood there, bearing the martial spirit, motionless.

"If I take ten moves, I'll take back what I said." Cui Yiming said.

His breath is turbulent and majestic. He also has a long sword in his hand. When the sword is waved, there are sword flowers flashing. The martial intention covered it. The sword was like a strong wind and suddenly killed Xu Wuzhou.

Cui Yiming uses his war skills, but they are not mainstream. Although the sword move is exquisite, its power is limited.

Xu Wuzhou went up to meet him, and he also met him with his just practiced fighting skills. After practicing so many war skills, I just need Cui Yiming's hand to sharpen my familiarity.

"Fall autumn sword!"

Xu Wuzhou's sword became like a leaf. The sword spirit rippled and unpredictable when it floated down. Although Cui Yiming was fast, he could only resist it in a hurry again and again.

And every time he resisted, he felt the great power and the sword intention to attack.

"Huh?"

Cui Yiming is puzzled. He knows that Luo Qiujian. It's just a poor fighting skill, but the sword moves are more exquisite. But... Power is very limited.

However, when Xu Wuzhou displays it, he feels like the power of second-class war skills.